My King - Style Stick of truth

Week 3 Day 1 (part two)

( Kyles pov )

As I stood their I felt tears fill my eyes.
I can't loose the one person I have actually felt love towards. Real love.

I heard the gates opening, indicating my parents were home. I ran upstairs and got changed into my gown and robe.
I could hear soft sobs coming from Stan's room, but I decided to leave him be for now.

I had a royal choosing to crash.

" Kyle! The princesses are here! Come down, the kingdom will be here in a moment!" I heard my mother call for me.

" Stan..?" I knocked on his door. The sobs stopped and I could hear footsteps.
" My king." He bowed to me, we were just guard and king. Nothing more.
" Stan..." I grabbed his face as he stood up straight again. " I will fix this. I promise." I kissed him quick and he turned slightly pink for a moment, then back to a normal color.
" My king, we need to get you down stairs, immediately..." He stood in-front of me, I nodded and he began to walk down the stairs.

As I reached the bottom step, Stan took a left as I continued straight. I stood on the podium next to my father.
The walls were cover in pink, yellow, and green roses and water Lilly's. The chairs were lined with a gorgeous silver colored vine. But it would all be for nothing soon.

" Good evening everyone, we thank you for coming to this years choosing."
Everyone clapped.
" To let all of you hard working elf's and fairy's get back to work, we will now have my son, King Kyle Brofloski, choose a princess to marry in private tonight. Who will be our new Queen, son."

My father backed away from the podium. He smiled at me and stood next to my mother, who looked upset at the decisions.
" Good evening and thank you for coming tonight... I have chosen the person I will like to be seated next to me in the throne..." I looked back at my mother and father. My mothers face smiled sadly at me, she knew I was gay, and I could tell she felt bad for me.
My father was grinning from ear to ear at my words. Until I stepped down from the podium that is.
" WHAT do you think your doing?!" He whispered into my ear.
" Getting someone..."
He saw my gaze at Stan and went up to the podium.
" We are now inviting, the newest royal gaurd, to help accompany the new queen to the podium." My clapping came.
" What are you doing my king..?" Stan looked up at me and I just winked.

He followed me and stood about 2 feet behind me a bit to my left.
" I would like to let the new royal family member know who they are here and now." I turned around to Stan, grabbed him by the waist, and kissed him deeply in-front of the whole kingdom.

Some gasped. Some 'awww's were heard too. But as I stopped kissing him, I looked at my people, the Princess who were involved look horrified.
I know, I know, I didn't follow our plan. But I found this more fitting.

Stan just looked shocked, then my father snatched and threw him to the floor.
" I am so sorry for my son, he thinks he's queer. Haha! A gay king, pretty funny, now pick a princess. Son." He looked at me with a death glare.
" Stan!" He waved me off and smiled at me, before walking back to his place, one of the guards high fives him on his way back, overs were still shocked.

" No. I don't like women Father." With that, I apologize to my kingdom for not choosing a princess, but a guard. And dragged Stan upstairs with me.

" My king-"
" You don't have to act like that up here Stan.." I said as we entered my room.
I pinned him to the wall and kissed him again, this time he kissed back and when we broke from the connection we had, he hugged me and cried.
" Hey! Stan, what's wrong..." I rested my head on his.
" Your the king, and you just ruined your reputation and relationship with your father, for some fat, ugly human. What the fuck!"
" Stan... I love you... your worth more then my kingdom." I kissed his head, I didn't want to mention anything about what he said about himself. Not right now at least.

" KYLE!" My fathers voice boomed in the hallway.
" Father..?" I opened my door and Stan wiped his eyes.
" WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?! AND STANLEY, YOUR FIRED, PACK YOUR SHIT AND LEAVE! NOW!" Stan nodded and went to his room.
" Gerald!" My mother called from behind him.
" Go help the fag pack... I'll deal with Kyle."
" DAD STOP! I LOVE STAN! WHATS SO WRONG WITH THAT?!"
" OH?! SO YOU SEE NOTHING WRONG WITH DATING A HUMAN GUARD THAT HIS MALE?!
THATS AGAINST EVERYTHING YOUVE BEEN TOUGHT!"

" BUT MY HEART WASNT TAUGHT WHO NOT TO LOVE! PLEASE! LET HIM STAY AND LET ME LOVE WHO I WANT!"
" you want him to stay Kyle..?" I nodded at my fathers words, Stan had just walked by, handing my father his armor. He bowed one last time to me and walked off. But before that, he got a hard slap to the face.
" I'm not letting either of you Stay. Your leaving too. Ike, he will be our new leader. Our new king."

I smiled and nodded I grabbed some clothes and ran outside to my horse. My father met me go, he didn't say anything. Not even goodbye.
My mother sobbed as my father held her back.
" I love you mom..."
And I set off Into the woods, following Stan's horses muddy foot prints.

now I just need to find Stan.